Breaking a journey by the mountains a few miles away made me so madly in love with its natural beauty that I leisurely moved through the splendid scenery. Sometimes, I am afraid to kiss goodbye to the Sun, for I always hope to see an eternal summer.
Today, I listen carefully to my inner voice to speak for me at the right moment.
I cannot help out myself but swiftly capture every candid moment behind the magnificence of that luscious greenery, even from afar, as I visualize them to be like a bluish silhouette of good fortune inkling all around the surrounding. But as I look at the brighter side of life, I have a slightly obscure yet ingenious space to grow and go away from my sanctuary.
How I wish I could dare to catch the beautiful thoughts and follow the desires of my heart. How I want to be reunited with person better than I was yesterday.
I admit I have a ton of flaws, but all I wanted was to be humble enough to show the world an authentic me who could reconnect with my inner self to have a purpose-driven life. And that I tried to fix my relationship with myself.
All I wanted was to start building a firm bridge between my gentle heart and caring soul where a good connection and reconnection by myself for better reflection.
I wanted to start by forgiving yesterday and appreciating myself today despite my weaknesses.
The inner voice is mine. And it is me who wanted to look at the brighter side of life, literally and figuratively, no matter how life made me down so many times.
I may be a jolly observer from a distance. Still, my extreme feelings of fondness, excitement, and appreciation for every simple value of everything seemed like I was just too near adjoining them with my dazzling eyes.
And I am feeling a bit of coldness under the quite gloomy terrain, yet I can still see silent happiness among the joyful and lighthearted clouds in the sky.
I then realized that every so often, a restless soul greatly needs a conveniently shadowy doorway to attract a ruffled mind with a solid positive thought.
There is only one way to happiness, and that is to choose the dark and exceptionally narrow way, as life is always ultimate and mysterious. In the menacing, shadowy doorway lies an inevitable secret yet apparently open to the highly unusual gypsy soul with the most powerful moves.
In a diversified visual field of wild grasses, a one-in-a-million stalk is lonesome misty, and unexplored. Sometimes I may feel splendidly hideous and single, but to a greater extent, I know that a part of me is extensive.
And slowly, I am leaving my comfort zone of feeling boundless and fascinating as ever, like the mountain ranges cheerfully reaching the high and wispy clouds.
As time goes by, there are more stories to tell, and there are even more memories to retell, yet time is very golden, and you cannot ever afford to lose it. Every day is a great day to manifest a time for change and begin doing something worthwhile.
And I always bear in mind that every single drop of a second is worth a thousand moments, and every tick of the clock is a precious memory worth living for. Indeed, only time will tell how would my past, present, and future be.
Only time would even heal all wounds, and only a golden time could tell how and why as I remember to embrace a perfect getaway with myself beneath the vibrant skies as ai take control of a wayward but ever-gentle heart, bringing on a limitless mind and leaping high to unflagging spiritual energy with a warrior spirit.
Perhaps I always remember to stay firm, like the rich, emerald grass happily dancing with the puffy clouds, even if sometimes I may be the most tangled grass ever.
Disclaimer: All texts and images are my own unless otherwise stated.
